After a few days, Lin Muyu ate beef every day, Lin Shiying and Zuo Guangmu also ate beef, and drank a jar of thyme from time to time.

It's been a good day.

The treatment of those Mingjiao disciples is not bad, they can also eat beef, they can also drink beef soup, although they can't be full, but in the case of a complete blockade by the enemy, it is still quite good, and no one complains about anything, they are very grateful, and they also feel very strange.

Indeed, these Mingjiao disciples also knew that there was no food on the mountain for a long time, and they thought they were going to be hungry, but they didn't expect to eat beef, which was really incredible.

These Mingjiao disciples didn't know where the beef came from, they always thought that it was the manifestation of the mountain god, and suddenly there was so much beef to eat, and they couldn't finish it, and they could eat it every day.

Some Mingjiao disciples all went to the back mountain to worship the mountain gods, at first quietly, and later, one after another.

After Lin Muyu and Lin Shiying found out, they both thought it was very interesting, but they didn't say anything.

Although Lin Shiying and Zuo Guangmu also felt strange, they at least knew that these beef were taken out by Lin Muyu, whether it was the beef conjured up by tricks, or if there was really the help of the gods, they wouldn't think much about it, let alone ask more, it was a great happiness to be able to eat fragrant beef every day, who would think about where this beef came from?

Time passed like this, day after day, and soon half a month passed, and the smell of meat has been coming from the top of the light, and the fragrance of thyme often wafts in.

Tuo Lei wiping sweat has become more and more unable to sit still these days, and he is not in the mood to practice, nor is he gossiping with Xu Moujiang, he has no such mood at all.

Every day, he would stand in the valley and look up, looking at the top of the light, hoping to see the Mingjiao disciples on the mountain unable to resist hunger, rush down from the mountain, or surrender to him.

However, the greater the hope of dragging the mine, the greater the disappointment. He hoped that the disciples of the Ming Sect would surrender every day, but none of the disciples of the Ming Sect went down the mountain to surrender.

Unconsciously, another few days have passed, and by now, twenty days have passed, but there is still no good news from the mountain, and not a single Mingjiao disciple can't help but go down the mountain hungry to forage for food, and none of them have come out to surrender to the official army.

Not only that, but the smell of meat and the fragrance of thyme incense come from the top of the light every day.

Twenty-one days later, Tuo Lei wiped his sweat and finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and then ordered someone to bring Xu Moujiang in.

Xu Moujiang is also very puzzled these days, he never thought of why there was a smell of meat on the mountain, why there was such a fragrant and fragrant smell of wine, and he was also puzzled.

After Xu Moujiang came in, he coughed loudly and suddenly asked: "Xu Moujiang, you said that the thieves on the mountain will run out of food in fifteen days at most, and now that twenty-one days have passed, why haven't they been cut off, still eat meat every day, and drink wine every day?"

He couldn't help but be angry, he was very worried these days, he was very irritable, every time he thought of Lin Shiying's beauty, he couldn't sleep at night, whenever he thought of the shocking sword in Lin Muyu's hand, his heart was even more angry, just like three disobedient cats scratching his heart.

Xu Moujiang was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Yes, Xu Moujiang himself can't figure out why there is the smell of meat on the mountain, why there is the smell of wine, this is really incomprehensible, no matter how many times he strokes his goatee every day, he can't figure it out.

Xu Moujiang saw that Tuo Lei was still waiting for his answer, so he had to speak: "Little prince, this ......"

Xu Moujiang didn't say anything for a long time, let alone explain the reason, just branched.

Tow Lei wiped his sweat and immediately got angry.

It's no wonder that he can blame Tuo Lei for being angry, he listened to Xu Moujiang's proposal, and he had only waited for more than 20 days, otherwise he would have thought of another way a long time ago.

Tuo Lei wiped his sweat and couldn't help but get angry from his heart, and suddenly slapped Xu Moujiang's face.

Poor Xu Moujiang is just a scribe, and he doesn't have any martial arts, where can he resist dragging thunder and wiping sweat with a slap, and then he was knocked to the ground, and he also broke a front tooth, and he couldn't get up for half a day.

However, Tuo Lei still felt puzzled, took another step forward, grabbed Xu Moujiang's collar again, lifted him up again, slapped him again, and broke another front tooth.

Xu Moujiang was so painful that his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to speak, and he didn't want to listen to him, and then he waved his hand and slapped him, knocking out another tooth, which was not counting, and threw him far away from the camp.

Xu Moujiang finally got up from the ground, just took a step and fell down, he really had never been beaten like this, it was really painful, and it was very difficult to stand up every time.

Dragged Lei and wiped his sweat and beat Xu Moujiang, he felt a little better, but his anger had not subsided, and he rushed out to grab Xu Moujiang and beat him violently.

Poor Xu Moujiang, a scribe, couldn't withstand such a beating, and was immediately beaten to death, and he didn't close his eyes until he died, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of grievances.

Indeed, Xu Moujiang never dreamed that he would lose his temper and fight so much, although he was wrong, although he didn't know why the smell of meat and wine wafted out of the mountain, but this is none of his business, he just offered a plan.

However, Xu Moujiang didn't know the recent mood of Tuo Lei and Sweat, if he knew that Tuo Lei and Sweat were ambushed by Lin Muyu twice, and he had been thinking about the earth-shattering sword in Lin Muyu's hand, he was in a very urgent and anxious mood, he would not have offered advice to Tuo Lei and Sweat.

dragged thunder and wiped sweat to kill Xu Moujiang, and felt a little better, but he was still very depressed.

Tuo Lei wiped his sweat and looked at the peak of Guangming Peak, and smelled a burst of meat fragrance from the mountain, and smelled a fragrance of thyme, and couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

After watching it for a while, he suddenly felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so he summoned the generals to discuss attacking the mountain.

Now these big and small generals don't dare to speak indiscriminately, just now they also saw Xu Moujiang being beaten to death by dragging thunder and wiping sweat, if one of them said it badly and had a bad idea, the little prince would blame it, and their fate would be as miserable as Xu Moujiang.

None of these generals spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull. Tuo Lei wiped his sweat and looked at the generals again, but he didn't speak, he looked at it for a while and paced back and forth, and suddenly his heart moved, and he thought of a plan.